Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons

Chapter 461 Xuan Qing calls the door and Shen Yi ascends the throne (5K)

 The seventh son of Nanhong, Tianjian Sect.

Within the light curtain, there is a mountain of swords with sharp edges, and countless magic soldiers stand on the top of the mountain.

 Liu Xingshan was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.

He slowly put down the Dao card in his hand, as if he had reached some kind of agreement, and he and several other figures in the Tianjian Sect raised the tea cups in their hands in unison.

 “Respect heaven and earth.”

Liu Xingshan's eyes were filled with light, and his whole person seemed to have turned into a divine sword with murderous intent rising into the sky.

Sitting in Bai Yujing for tens of thousands of years has almost worn out their spirit.

　　　“Salute to me the great road!”

With a low drink, Liu Xingshan and the remaining figures brought the tea cup to their lips at the same time.

 Sure enough, the next moment.

 Li Xuanqing was indeed in despair, and he also made a big mistake.

Including Liu Xingshan, four of them looked ugly. They slowly took a step forward, cupped their hands and said, "Senior Xuan Qing, what are you doing?"

 What he provides...is emotional value! There is a large group of people in Hongze, but they have been waiting for him for many years!

 As time goes by, this network of people turns out to be even more terrifying than it was 100,000 years ago!

 They are just old, not dead.

That dull face suddenly had a sarcastic smile.

 Li Xuanqing does not squint.

Liu Xingshan was furious in his heart, but was caught by the person next to him.

 The words that came out of the wooden man's mouth made their eyes change drastically.

 That’s right, it’s connections.

 And you have to visit the sect leader when you come up?

 There is no place for these people in my eyes.

"you!"

 In the end, he could only hang his head in disappointment.

On the relief of Zongwai's overbearing and sharp Heavenly Sword, a dense number of figures soon gathered, including many direct disciples, all staring solemnly into the distance.

 But no one punished him, not because he was lenient, but unless the seven sons of Nanhong worked together, it would be really difficult to compete with his connections, so he has been punishing himself for the past 100,000 years.

Others were equally frightened and angry, but they forced their soles to stick to the relief of the Heavenly Sword.

Logically speaking, they have all reached the state of returning to the void. The so-called relationship is more about interests.

 All eight elders Bai Yujing showed up.

 In the only empty place.

Facing the questions of eight elders Bai Yujing.

 He just stared at Tianjian Sect calmly and counted thirty breaths silently in his mind.

These words of Gu Jing Wubo echoed endlessly throughout the Tianjian Sect.

 But Xuan Qing is an exception.

 A wooden body with a broken heart, standing quietly with hands hanging down.

　　However, anyone who has an impression of this name is a person with a strong realm.

 The moment I saw this smile.

After the level of strength falls, it can no longer provide the value it once had. Under the test of long years, no matter how close the relationship is, it will gradually weaken.

 But a familiar voice sounded in my ears.

They all looked shocked, and then they gathered like wild bees and swooped toward the outside of the sect!

Li Xuanqing maintained this posture, silently waiting for Tianjian Sect's response.

Liu Xingshan felt that his whole body was being held captive. He gritted his teeth quietly and looked up at the sky angrily.

 After saying that sentence.

Those personal disciples and elders Bai Yujing seemed to suddenly recall something very bad.

 At the moment they were about to drink it all.

 He subconsciously looked outside the light curtain.

　　　…”

Li Xuanqing raised his head slightly, and his whole temperament instantly became arrogant and domineering, with a hint of ruffianism in his free and easy manner: "Uncle Lin, don't be shameless. You'd better get off the steps Xuan Qing gave you. "

 In the entire Tianjian Sect, many disciples looked puzzled, wondering who dared to call a formation outside the sect.

Liu Xingshan's palms trembled slightly, and the tea cup between his fingers subconsciously fell, and shattered on the top of the Sword Mountain with a click.

 Until eight figures emerged from the light curtain almost at the same time.

 “Nanyang Xuanqing came to visit the Master of Tianjian Sect.”

“I thought your temperament would change a little over the years.”

Soon, a deep voice came from Tianjian Sect, as if the heaven and earth were whispering, full of mysterious flavor.

“Okay, stop talking nonsense, I didn’t like hearing your nagging before.”

Li Xuanqing waved his hand to interrupt the man's words, and turned around: "Today I am here to inform you that Shen Yi will take over the position of the sect leader, restart the Nanyang Sect, and return all our things within three days."

 After saying that, he didn’t wait for the voice to respond.

Li Xuanqing flew straight up, disappeared into the clouds, and rushed towards the next sect.

 “Nanyang Xuanqing, here to visit Master Wushuang!”

 “Nanyang Xuanqing, here to visit the Lingyue Sect Leader!”

 “Nanyang Xuanqing, here to visit Master Lingyun!”

The knocks at the door caused an uproar among the seven Nanhong disciples.

Countless figures poured out of the sect’s treasured land, just to get a glimpse of the wooden body.

 Li Xuanqing is like a competent thug.

Going to collect debts one after another.

Until the figure landed on the relief of Qingyue Sect, many Qingyue disciples who had heard about it long ago were already waiting respectfully at the sect.

 “Uncle Ji, Xuan Qing comes to see you.”

Li Xuanqing broke off a piece of wood from his body, lightly carved it with his fingertips a few times, used it as a greeting card, and sent it into the hands of the graceful figure in white gauze in front of him.

 The clear moon shines on the human world, but it is hazy and cannot be touched by one's hand.

　　“You boy, you are really perfunctory.”

A gentle female voice came out from between the white gauze, and she casually accepted the greeting card.

 “Be polite, but you still have to return the things.” Li Xuanqing leaned over and handed over his hands.

 The leader of the seven dignified Nanhong disciples, the Nanyang Immortal Sect, if he wants to return to Hongze, the first thing he needs to do is to regain the approval of his fans.

“Originally, I was just taking care of you.”

 Qingyue Sect leader tapped his chin and said calmly: "Go back quickly, it's enough to mess around once."

Even now, the things this kid has caused make the Seventh Son of Nanhong feel uneasy.

 He may have the ability to call on many helpers.

But this ability can only be used once. After it is used up, Xuan Qing's name will be heard in Hongze again, and then he will die, which will trigger a wave of liquidation in Hongze.

Those Yingying Yanyans may not care about death, but Li Xuanqing is by no means such a cold and heartless person.

　　With the words of Sect Master Qingyue, the words settled.

 In front of the crowd, Liu Shiqian suddenly sighed. He didn't quite understand what Xuan Qing's purpose was and whether it would put too much pressure on Shen Yi.

 Can these things really be tolerated by a young man in the early stage of returning to the void?

 On the contrary, Yan Wencheng, Zheng Qian and others looked strange.

The Lord Shen, who has been calling, has come true now.

Do the Seven Sons of Nanhong really want to openly recognize a sect master who is in the early stage of returning to the void? !

 “Thank you, Uncle Ji.”

Li Xuanqing stood up straight, turned around and left obediently.

He sank into the clouds again and landed on the Nanyang relief. He took an instinctive step and then was startled.

Then he sat cross-legged and waited for Sect Master Shen to finish practicing and open the door for him.

 …

 In Nanyang Sect.

 Shen Yi swallowed all the Tianhuang Pills into his belly. His whole body was like a cooked prawn, and his skin was glowing red.

The third time he achieved the Heavenly Palace, he entered the middle stage of returning to virtual reality.

Such a huge improvement, but it is far less than the changes in his body now.

The immortal true body of the Heavenly Phoenix has finally taken the final step.

 From great success to perfection.

 The Tao Ying and the five internal organs in the body all glow together, making the sycamore tree even more beautiful.

The phoenix, covered in golden light, is wrapped in flames.

 The vitality is gradually declining.

 Until there was a crisp phoenix cry.

It lost the golden flames all over its body and turned into five colors. It soared out of the sea of ​​fire. Its long tail feathers shimmered like clouds across the sky.

 A real celestial phoenix was reborn from the ashes.

Shen Yi suddenly opened her eyes, and the redness all over her body faded away, turning into jade white skin.

As he stood up, the temperature of the entire Nanyang Sect's inner gate rose a lot.

 It took another nearly 30,000 years to finally get the prompts on the panel.

 【Return to the void. The immortal true body of Tianhuang: Perfection】

  【Remaining demon life span: one hundred thousand years】

 With a spiritual body, it is comparable to the sixth level of returning to virtual reality!

He felt the vitality in his body and looked far ahead, feeling as if he was overlooking the mountains.

 Unconsciously, I wanted to scream.

But as if she remembered something, Shen Yi raised her eyebrows, clenched her fingers, and suppressed this silly impulse.

 It’s better to keep a low profile.

I don’t know what Senior Xuan Qing meant by what he just said.

The other party seems to have left something behind.

Shen Yi took a step forward, her figure was like a phoenix, and she was even faster than when she used Dragon Leap Heavenly Female before. He appeared on the Nanyang relief and saw the white jade tablet lying quietly.

　　　…”

Shen Yi looked at the stone tablet in his hand.

Senior Xuan Qing has been holding the key in his hand.

What does it mean?

 Handled over the sect leader's order to himself?

Shen Yi didn’t quite understand these formal things, but the Sect Master’s Order was obviously more precious, so he casually put it into his finger.

Now has a very good strength in Nanhongdu.

 It is also time to plan the future path.

"Um?"

Feeling that someone seemed to be waiting outside the sect, Shen Yi took a peek and then opened the sect-protecting formation.

Li Xuanqing finally took a step forward, but this time he did not return to kneel in front of the statue of his ancestor.

 He looked at Shen Yi quietly and said gently: "It's done."

"What's going on?" Shen Yi stretched her arms lazily and looked over with curiosity.

“I went to tell them about the new leader of our Nanyang Sect taking the throne.” Li Xuanqing smiled.

　　　…”

 Shen Yi's movements were slightly stagnant.

He really wanted this piece of Hedao treasure land, but his idea was always to delay it as long as he could. When he was strong enough, he could win it in one fell swoop.

 “I know what’s in your heart.”

Li Xuanqing shook his head and explained: "Although they are stupid, they still have some experience. The progress you are showing now will make them scared and even do some irrational things."

 “If you want to give up, give up, if you want to fight for it... then put things in the light as soon as possible.”

"Of course, this is all my opinion. If you have different ideas, I can go back and retract my previous words. It's okay."

Li Xuanqing rarely said so many words at once. It was obvious that he was really thinking about Nanyang Sect.

Shen Yi sighed softly: "Whatever."

“Huh?” Li Xuanqing raised his eyes curiously: “Whatever it means.”

　　“Anything is fine.”

Shen Yi walked casually into the Patriarch's Hall, picked a place to sit down, and asked, "What will happen next?"

Hearing this, Li Xuanqing was startled for a moment, and then he laughed dumbly.

 The sect leader's free and easy attitude makes even his direct disciples a little envious.

"I'm not so sure either."

 Li Xuanqing returned to his original position and sat down: "Let's wait for the news, it won't be long. Xuan Qing is still a bit thin."

This sentence seems calm, but it is full of certainty.

Shen Yi happened to have just made a breakthrough and had nothing else to do, so he simply asked about the use of Hongmeng Purple Qi: "I found that Hongmeng Purple Qi can bless the spiritual body method. Can the three purple qi cross the border and return to the late stage monks? "

Li Xuanqing thought for a while and replied: "Not necessarily, it depends on who the opponent is. For spiritual methods like Tianyan 49, all direct disciples have the opportunity to practice it. If you meet them, you will have a very difficult battle."

 “If you are an ordinary casual cultivator.”

 “It shouldn’t be a big problem.”

"So you'd better rely on other methods to regain those former vassals of Nanyang Sect. Although their strength is mediocre, they are still enough to save face. With their help, your journey in Nanhong will be smoother."

 At this point, Li Xuanqing apologized: "It may be a little troublesome, but the road to rebuilding the Immortal Sect is already very difficult...at least I'm not good at it."

Perhaps on impulse, he saw the shadow of his former self in Shen Yi.

 But there is really no room for involvement in this matter.

A monk who has reached the middle stage of returning to virtual reality in just a few months, and who also has a three-level heavenly palace, but no monk with a normal mind would be able to watch Shen Yi continue to practice.

 This is a battle for the treasure land of Hedao!

 Instead of waiting to be hurt by hidden arrows, it is better to stand up and eat their open spears.

 Things happened faster than Li Xuanqing said.

 Just one afternoon.

There were six white jade tablets, followed by many white jade kings, and auspicious clouds gathered outside the Nanyang Sect.

 “The Seventh Son of Nanhong, the patriarch’s decree has arrived!”

 “Congratulations to fellow Taoist Shen, who is in charge of the Nanyang Immortal Sect, and offer you two small gifts.”

The rich voice almost spread across the sky, causing all living beings who heard it to fall into deathly silence.

Before the words could be heard, a gold-plated and jade-inlaid roster had been sent to the Nanyang relief.

 The above records all the vassals of Nanyang Sect.

“From today onwards, our alliance clans will no longer participate in any internal affairs of Nanyang, and will hand them over to Sect Master Shen to handle by himself.”

 “This is a gift.”

“From today onwards, we will send the sect leader immortal invitations to entertain guests from all over the world. After three months, we will convene a meeting of seven sects to bring floods to the south and congratulate my Nanyang sect master!”

 “This is the second etiquette.”

 “The gift has been completed.”

Elder Bai Yujing, who was enforcing the law, slowly stopped his voice, and led hundreds of Bai Yujing monks to bow down neatly and salute.

 Immediately he stood up straight again and continued: "Now let me say something from my heart to the sect masters. If sect master Shen feels that he is not capable enough, our ally sects will still open their sects to you. Then everything will remain as before."

None of the six white jade Taoist cards made a sound.

　　Obviously, this statement was acquiesced.

Xuan Qing's reputation was so great that the entire Nanhong Seven Sons were willing to accompany him to have fun, and they even didn't hesitate to advertise it widely.

But while shouldering the honor, one must also shoulder the responsibility of being a giant in harmony.

 “I’ll say goodbye!”

 A group of Bai Yujing monks saluted again and then returned on clouds.

Such a strong breath gathered together, causing the heaven and earth to change color.

 It goes as quickly as it comes.

 Until the clouds were clear and the wind was light, calm returned to Nanyang Zongwai.

 The curtain of light surged up and engulfed the book of names.

　　　…”

Shen Yi was sitting in the Patriarch's Hall, holding the roster in her hand, and looked at Li Xuanqing speechlessly: "It's gone? No benefit at all?"

I have been talking for a long time, but it is all empty words.

　　Have the Seven Sons of Nanhong been so poor?

"Alas." Li Xuanqing shook his head with a smile and looked at Shen Yi seriously: "You are the sect master, equivalent to a giant in the Hedao realm. Only heaven and earth can congratulate you, and the same realm can congratulate you, so why do you need other people's vulgar things."

Mortal worldly things will only dirty the hands of immortals.

“According to the rules, you should give them blessings.” Li Xuanqing reminded softly.

 “I can’t give you even a little bit.”

  Shen Yi looked away and passed through the protective ancestral formation.

 In the expressions of the Bai Yujing monks, he saw envy, dissatisfaction, and deep greed.

 But it’s hard to see sincere congratulations.

This open spear is probably very difficult to guard against.

"Let me introduce it to you." Li Xuanqing reached out for the roster, and then slowly opened it: "Of these four, Bai Yujing is in charge, and they are the least hostile to you."

“Hostility?” Shen Yi looked sideways.

"Of course there will be hostility. After all, these vassals used to be protected by giants in the Hedao realm, but now we are the only ones left, but we are very filial."

Li Xuanqing continued to scroll down, his eyes showing a little loneliness: "There are only one hundred and eighty-two families left."

 It can be seen that during these 100,000 years, the vassals of Nanyang Sect did not live very well.

“At least hold the current situation under control to prevent them from rebelling. After three months, the Allied Sect will officially convene the Seven Sons Conference. This is the Allied Sect’s attempt to make things difficult for you, but we have no other way.” Li Xuanqing closed the list.

 “How to suppress it?” Shen Yi frowned slightly.

"You have followed the deacons of the Qingyue Sect before. You should know that these vassals will report to the Immortal Sect whenever they encounter any trouble."

 “Solve their troubles for them...or solve them.”

 Speaking of this, Li Xuanqing's expression became more indifferent.

 Xianzong is the way to kill.

Whether it is to guard Nanhong or to kill chickens to scare monkeys, you can do whatever you want.

 “It shouldn’t be too much, right?”

Shen Yi took a deep breath. You must know that he is alone now.

Thinking of this, he slowly walked out of the Patriarch's Hall.

At some point, there was already a crowd of people standing outside.

 Daqian, Xu family, Wutongshan, Yu family, Chen family…

 “Congratulations, lord!”

 Listen to the sound echoing in your ears.

Shen Yi's face became calmer and calmer. From time to time, she had more and more people in need of protection.

Those familiar faces passed through my sight.

Jiang Qiulan stood quietly in the crowd, biting her red lips and looking up at her mountain.

　　　…”

 It doesn’t seem to be a big problem.

 Shen Yi waved her hands and dispersed the crowd.

He then opened the sect gate and welcomed in several deacons from the Nanyang relief.

Liu Qianyun walked in the front with a strange expression.

First, he bowed his head respectfully and called Sect Master Shen.

She then handed over the pile of books that were almost higher than her head seriously.

 Click.

 Shen Yi clenched her fingers hard.

 Looking back, he glanced at Xuan Qing, who was in trance again, with a somewhat dangerous aura in his eyes.

Your uncle!

 (End of this chapter)