Outside the Nanyang Sect, the desolate sky suddenly distorted and looked extremely weird, as if an originally smooth page had been forcibly crumpled.
It was resisting crazily, making the distortion more obvious.
The blue sky is an invisible object, but it seems to be imprisoned here at this moment!
The entire Nanyang Sect became one, exuding a gleaming light, like a sacred mountain, and its aura actually overshadowed the blue sky!
"It is indeed an immortal magic."
In the sky outside Nanyang, six phantoms gathered together. They carefully observed the changes in the distance and couldn't help but sigh.
Monks borrow power from heaven and earth. After the body dies and the Tao disappears, everything borrowed must be returned.
But obviously, the scene in front of me can no longer be said to be borrowing, but clearly robbing.
Only such a domineering method can be called that fairy.
Immortal techniques are such rare treasures, and each technique can be traced back to its origin. It involves a certain immortal, so they are all leftovers and are definitely not something native to Hongze.
For example, Nanhong has no immortal destiny. Unless they steal someone else's, they can't produce an immortal spell by themselves, even if Senior Brother Qin is already at the perfect level of heaven.
Of course, it's easy to grab it.
After all, some forces are sitting on the Immortal Fate, but they do not have the talent and understanding to practice it, and their background is not enough to support monks to master it. Most of them hide this secret in their hearts and guard it for generations, until even this force is wiped out.
, the fairy fate is still the fairy fate.
Several sect leaders didn't know where Shen Yi's immortal magic came from, and they couldn't even figure out where the other party found so many heavenly materials and earthly treasures to master this magic...and so quickly.
They saw with their own eyes how the sky changed.
Sect Leader Shen is actually improving every moment!
"Junior sister Ji, he is about to surpass you."
Qi Yansheng felt the changes in the heaven and earth, and could roughly guess the specific effect of this immortal method.
As a monk in the middle stage of Heaven Realm, Junior Sister Ji has mastered two magical powers. When she condensed the first one, due to the shallow foundation of Nanhong Seventh Son and Junior Sister's inexperience, she can only be regarded as above average.
When he condensed the second path, he should have made a breakthrough, but due to the incident in Nanyang Sect, his Dao heart was damaged, and he was not as good as the first path.
But even so, Junior Sister Ji was still able to fight the Ke family prince back and forth, which is enough to show her magical power.
But at this moment, the magical technique used by Shen Yi gives people a faint feeling of moving towards the level of perfection. If it really makes the other party achieve it, it will most likely be comparable to the extremely powerful magical power.
It may be an exaggeration to say that he has surpassed him, but there is no problem in trying to compete with Junior Sister Ji.
"Let alone Nanlong Palace, I feel a little scary."
Ye Jiu withdrew his gaze. To be honest, just by seeing this scene now, it is estimated that several of his fellow apprentices didn't know how to lose.
Compared with Shen Yi who went out to fight for life and death, the other party just stayed in the treasure land so quietly, which was the biggest shadow in the hearts of many dragon demons.
Such a terrifying speed of improvement has allowed him to practice devoutly for more than a hundred years. When he comes out again, he may be able to drag the Dragon King up and use it as a whip.
When several people were discussing in low voices.
However, a figure suddenly appeared in the Qingyue Sect. His face was haggard, but he could vaguely distinguish the peerless appearance of his youth. He was the Baohua Sect Master who replaced Ji Jingxi to guard the Qingyue Sect.
"Seniors, I'm sorry, I have to go back to the sect."
Baohua Sect Master's expression was solemn and he was walking in a hurry, which made the Nanhong Sect Masters a little surprised.
"What happened? I'll go with you." Ji Jingxi escaped from the shadow and gently held the old woman's arm.
With the support of those slender fingers, Baohua Sect Master quickly calmed down and did not refuse: "Senior Lao Ji... Actually, I don't know what happened, but I sensed that the death array was suddenly closed in the sect, and I was still affected by it.
There is no turmoil, but other than that, it’s not a big deal.”
"I want to go back and see what happened. If there is a problem at the border, I can report it to a few seniors as soon as possible."
Hearing this, several sect leaders looked at each other.
Ye Jiu nodded towards Qi Yansheng, and then said: "It just so happens that my hands are itchy, so I'll come too."
The Baohua Sect claims to be an ally, but in fact it has done more than many so-called branch sects. For tens of thousands of years, it has diligently guarded the border areas for the Seven Sons of Nanhong. There has never been any problem, and it has never asked for anything.
No matter what I ask for, on the contrary, whenever there is something good, I will send it to Qizi as soon as possible in the name of sharing.
If Li Xuanqing hadn't become a wooden figure, several sect leaders would have wanted to take him into custody and directly tie him up and send him to Baohua sect leader's bed.
With two heaven-level experts accompanying each other, 99% of things in Hongze, let alone Nanhong, can be settled.
"Thank you two seniors."
Baohua Sect Master thanked him seriously, glanced at Nanyang Sect reluctantly, then took a deep breath and collected all his thoughts.
Anyone who has become a sect master knows how many lives he carries on his shoulders.
Ji Jingxi took out the Qingyue Treasure Ship and took the Baohua Sect Leader up. Ye Jiu waved his hand casually, and the sword-shaped streamer that was used to block the Nanlong King flew out and fell at his feet.
This sword-shaped flowing light hidden in the sheath is not his Taoist weapon, but the manifestation of a magical power.
Whether it is the lethality or the speed, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.
"Um?"
Ji Jingxi slightly bent her fingers and was about to mobilize the treasure ship, but when she saw the Ye Vulture general coming out, she stopped where she was and looked forward with a cold expression.
I saw it outside the Seven Sects, in the distant water.
A place that happens to be just right, not too close but not far away, seems to be reachable in a blink of an eye, but still leaves enough distance for a safe retreat.
The clear water rippled, as if something huge had broken through the water.
The next moment, accompanied by the deafening sound of water waves, huge figures came out of the water, carrying huge dragon chariots made of many treasures from heaven and earth, and golden flags wavered unsteadily.
There are dragon king flags, prince flags, and even the flag of the eldest son of the Qi family.
The Dragon King is on tour!
The ones patrolling are...the Seven Sects of Nanhong!
Let alone a hundred thousand years ago, even in the long years when the Seven Sons were in decline, nothing so outrageous had ever happened to Nanhong.
The old dragon knew better than anyone that its so-called position as the Lord of Nanhong, and the "Nanhong" in it, definitely did not include the Seventh Son.
If it dares to patrol, Qizi will dare to take off its legs.
"..."
But at this moment, Ye Jiu slowly looked back at Baohua Sect Master.
What a coincidence.
As soon as there was a problem here, the Dragon King came to the door in person, and the other party almost had his intentions written on his face.
You go, I will wipe out your seven sects when you go.
"Go and call Shen Yi."
There was a trace of murderous intent on Ye Jiu's face, and the light under his feet suddenly fell into his palm: "Tell him, Ye will treat him to a full dragon feast today."
Old bedbug, if you do this to yourself, I will spoil you!
Before he finished speaking, Ye Vulture's figure had already rushed out!
However, the moment he made a move, the huge and exquisite dragon chariot submerged into the water neatly and neatly, and the entire water surface returned to calmness again.
"Immortal!"
Ye Vulture hung in the sky, drew his sword and looked around, almost laughing out of anger.
As a great demon comparable to the late Heaven Realm, with the blessing of Dragon Cave, it can reach the full strength of the Heaven Realm. It is a famous existence in Hongze, but it looks like a rogue and has no shame!
He raised his eyebrows and actually wanted to chase him into the water.
"Come back here!"
Qi Yansheng scolded, and he and Ji Jingxi appeared beside him, grabbing him from left to right.
"Can't you see what it means?"
Ye Jiu turned around angrily. What was this? He told himself and others clearly that it was here.
Then without any effort and without even showing their faces, they trapped the three heavenly monks here?
Qi Yansheng ignored him, and finally took on the posture of his second senior brother, and said in a deep voice: "Just wait and see what happens, notify the vassal forces and several sects, be careful, you guys, escort Baohua Sect Master back to the sect, and try your best to help .”
"besides."
Qi Yansheng glanced in the direction of Nanyang Treasure Land and saw that the blue sky was still changing: "This matter... cannot be let Shen Yi know for the time being."
Hearing this, all the sect leaders fell into silence.
Ji Jingxi pursed her lips. She knew what Senior Brother Qi was thinking. As long as Shen Yi could continue to practice, the fight between the Seventh Son and Nanlong Palace would definitely end without any surprises. She could not lose in any case because of Shen Yi's growth rate. It's really amazing.
But if it were to follow his temper, Sect Leader Shen would definitely be killed, which would create variables.
Lingyue Sect has always been known for its stability. If it can win steadily, it will definitely not take any risks.
But... remind others to be careful?
Even the Baohua Sect Master was shocked to look like this. With the thousands of vassals and millions of monks under his command, what could the Seventh Son do to be cautious?
They had worshiped the Seventh Son of Nanhong for so many years, but when something really went wrong, all they got was a letter and a cold "be careful"?
"Think of another way."
Qi Yansheng didn't know why the brothers hesitated.
He rarely uses his senior brother's style to control other people, unless it involves the survival of the Seven Nanhong Sons. He does not have the strength of Senior Brother Qin, nor is he as kind-hearted as Ye Jiu, so he can only act slowly and steadily.
The Southern Dragon King has such a naughty attitude, which is enough to show what kind of determination the other party has this time.
"After you escort Baohua Sect Master back, you can find out what is going on. I will try my best to minimize the loss."
"Except for the necessary informants, bring back all the other tribesmen in the vassal who can bring back the seven sects."
Qi Yansheng never boasts, he can only promise so much.
"Respect senior brother's life!"
Several Earth Realm Sect Leaders accepted the order with their hands, and then looked towards the old woman.
Baohua Sect Leader is not an unreasonable person. In this situation, the Seven Sons of Nanhong were barged into their homes by the Dragon King. He still took the risk and sent three full sect leaders to accompany him back. This is already an extremely important thing.
"Seniors, please."
Not wanting to waste any more time, a few people all stepped onto the Qingyue Treasure Ship and sailed towards the distance!
After everyone left, in the magic circle of Nanyang Treasure Land, a figure with a wooden body stood silently on the spot, looking down at his rough hands, with a somewhat complicated expression.
He really can't be of any help now.
Unless you go to Donglong Palace shamelessly.
He was the cause of the massacre 100,000 years ago, and he was also half the son-in-law of Donglong Palace. He may have a better understanding of the Yellow Evil Poisonous Dragon guarding the Dragon Cave in Nanhong than several of his elders.
The methods prepared by the Southern Dragon King this time may be much more shameless and cruel than the elders imagined.
Xuan Qing even smelled something similar to the last time the massacre started.
Others may think that it is just a territorial dispute, and it is enough to beat one of them to convince him. But the character of the old dragon king is that he does not even bother to taste the sweetness of the last killing and robbery, for fear of getting into trouble.
Xuan Qing had no doubt that once the other party took action, it would really feel that its life was in danger. For this reason, it would most likely kill all the monks in Nanhong.
Thinking of this, Xuan Qing retreated outside the formation and headed towards the Patriarch's Hall.
…
[In the 730,000th year, after the three of you took turns to fight, the blue sky finally let out a long sigh. You completely understood the true meaning of Shenyue. In the palm of your hand, this true meaning is like a dense spider web.
It spreads, outlines in the sky, and gradually turns into a majestic mountain shape, completely suppressing the sky.]
[Hedao (immortal). Shenyue Town Qingtian: Perfection]
[Remaining demon lifespan: 3.43 million years]
"vomit--"
Shen Yi was sweating profusely, her arms were trembling as she supported the ground, and her wet hair seemed like it could hold water.
The sound of breathing echoed in the empty hall.
Ke Shisan and Yue Tianji were even more embarrassed, two tall figures lying on the floor tiles, with round eyes and protruding veins on their necks. They couldn't even speak and could only make a slight trembling sound.
Different from the previous process of letting Qingtian adapt to Shenyue, it only needs time to slowly grind it out.
In this deduction, the three of them used the mountain magic weapon to forcefully fight against the sky for hundreds of thousands of years before they surrendered.
And the main force is still that hill...
If it were not for the magic weapon left by this immortal, they could just sit there without using any of the heavenly materials or earthly treasures, let alone hundreds of thousands of years. Even if they smashed all the remaining life span into it, I am afraid they would not be able to overturn it. What a big wave.
After retching for a long time, Shen Yi's eyes gradually returned to clarity.
He staggered to his feet, looking embarrassed, but his every move affected the world.
The mountain shape extending out from the palm of his hand and outlined in the sky is like a majestic stand-in, taking action on his behalf.
This is called "suppressing" Qingtian, rather than simply borrowing power.
Shen Yi was in a good mood after making a breakthrough in his technique. Thinking that there was no follow-up to the Blood God's Technique of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and that the two palace masters were indeed not suitable for further deductions, he simply brought the two of them into the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.
"call."
Shen Yi put away the immortal magic. Although with the blessing of many magical formations, Nanyang's white robe would not be dirty, but his practice time was still short and he still maintained the habits of a mortal.
If you sweat, you have to change your clothes.
After tidying up her clean ink shirt a little, Shen Yi walked towards the Patriarch's Hall.
After joining Hedao, he had become a part of this treasured land. His whole body was like a breeze blowing across the sky. When his boots landed, he had already appeared at the entrance of the main hall.
"Um?"
Shen Yi glanced towards the palace and saw Xuan Qing holding a pen, writing something complicated on his face.
After hearing the deliberate reminder, Xuan Qing's whole body trembled, as if he had been caught by something, and he quickly put away the pen and paper.
He has not forgotten how Sect Master Shen laughed at his nickname without changing his expression.
"Written to Master Baohua?"
Shen Yi was not a gossip, so she asked casually.
"Where did the sect master think?" Xuan Qing's expression froze. Although the letter was not addressed to sect master Baohua, the reason for writing the letter did have something to do with her.
To be honest, writing a letter to my ex-father-in-law, while helping the Seventh Son of Nanhong, and also asking for help for another woman, always makes people feel a little guilty.
Under Shen Yi's quiet gaze, Xuan Qing sighed and handed over the letter: "That's all, in the end, I still have to trouble the sect leader to help hand out this letter."
With his current condition, there is no way he can get out of Nanhong.
Shen Yi raised her eyebrows, took the letter and took a look at it. After seeing the writing on it clearly, she glanced at Xuan Qing helplessly and put it into the ring: "Confiscated."
What a joke, let Donglong Palace get involved.
With the size of those purple-bearded white dragons, they can easily attract the attention of many forces, such as the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, the Yue Family, and even the Immortal and Beilong Palace.
As for the things he had done, if any of them were exposed, the trouble he would cause would be infinitely more terrifying than that of Xilong Palace.
"Hand over the pen."
Shen Yi reached out and grabbed the writing brush again, and called Qingfeng in: "Keep an eye on him and don't let him write any more letters."
"Sect Master——" Xuan Qing stood up helplessly, wanting to say something, but couldn't.
Shen Yi had no idea what the other party was worried about. He was just concerned about the safety of the Baohua Sect Master.
"What's the rush?"
Shen Yi turned around and walked out of the hall: "You have to let me try it first. If it doesn't work, then if you don't want to write it, I will have to force you to write it."
Hearing this, Xuan Qing stayed where he was in astonishment and wanted to step forward to stop him, but found that the sect leader had already disappeared into the treasure land.
No... he does care a little about Baohua Sect, but that's because Baohua Sect Leader has helped Nanyang a lot, but how could it be possible for Baohua Sect to let Nanyang Sect fall into an embarrassing place with no one to guard it!
Besides, I don’t know what the situation is now.
What if this was Nanlong Palace’s plan, a deliberate ambush against the sect leaders, wouldn’t he have become a mole?
"..."
Qingfeng Li stood there quietly, then walked forward and patted Senior Xuan Qing on the shoulder, comforting him: "Senior, I thought you should have gotten used to it."
"When have the words that the sect master said ever disappointed people?"
Chapter completed!