Grassroots Immortality

After listening to the words of the leader of the Corpse Ghost Sect, the monk surnamed Wen had already intended to leave.

His mind had already been on Lin Xian, so he was not willing to stay in the Corpse Ghost Sect any longer.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, my mission on this trip has been completed. I hope that you will pay more attention in the future and do not do anything out of line with the Qinglian Sect and the Corpse Ghost Sect."

"If not, my Yan Sect will definitely take action against your sect, which is what I least want to see. I hope that you will keep this in mind."

"My mission has been completed, and I will rush back to the sect to report this matter immediately. I will not stay any longer. See you later!"

After saying this, the monk surnamed Wen stood up and said goodbye to the leader of the Corpse Ghost Sect.

The leader of the Corpse Ghost Sect sneered in his heart, but his face was full of smiles and reluctance, as if this monk surnamed Wen was really his soulmate.

Watching the monk surnamed Wen turn into a beam of light and fly to the distant sky, the face of the leader of the Corpse Ghost Sect gradually became cold.

Although he used Lin Xian to successfully arouse the interest of the monk surnamed Wen, by doing so, their Corpse Ghost Sect completely lost the chance to compete for the opportunity.

As for the Qinglian Sect, their Corpse Ghost Sect did not dare to make any extraordinary moves, and everything had to be left to fate.

The crisis of the Qinglian Sect was temporarily resolved. After the monk surnamed Wen went to the Corpse Ghost Sect, the monks of the Corpse Ghost Sect became extremely honest and did not make any extraordinary moves against the Qinglian Sect.

Lin Xian also entered into closed-door cultivation again. This time, he began to refine the Ant King Honey more frantically.

Because he showed too many cards in this battle, he was also panic-stricken.

There is always an inexplicable sense of crisis lingering in his heart, which cannot be shaken off.

After a great battle, the reputation of the Qinglian Sect also resounded throughout the cultivation world of the Cangmang Continent.

Repelling the attack of the Corpse Ghost Sect, killing a Yuanying monk of the Corpse Ghost Sect, and destroying most of the sects in the Wanling Mountains.

In the Wanling Mountains today, the Qinglian Sect is the undisputed uncrowned king.

The remaining three sects were also the sects that did not participate in the battle against the Qinglian Sect that day.

The Qinglian Sect did not bully the weak because of its strength.

Although the three sects were not strong enough to compete with the Qinglian Sect, the Qinglian Sect still did not take any extraordinary actions against the three sects.

For this, the three sect masters also cried out in their hearts that they were lucky.

On that day, they were also wavering in their hearts about attacking the Qinglian Sect.

In the end, they also held the idea of ​​not helping either side and staying out of the matter. Unexpectedly, they escaped a crisis of extermination. For this, the three of them were also sighing.

Everyone felt incredible that the Qinglian Sect could repel the attack of the Corpse Ghost Sect and kill Lu Wu.

Especially after hearing that it was done by a Jindan junior, they were even more suspicious.

In the end, whether it was Zhang Nianjiu or the ten sect masters of the Wanling Mountains, they were all very sure.

After that, all the cultivators gradually believed it, and they also had many strange thoughts in their hearts.

Li Qingling heard such news flying all over the sky, and her heart gradually became worried.

At this moment, how many people in the Cangmang Continent's cultivation world began to miss Lin Xian?

It should be clear that this should be a large number, and those who miss Lin Xian must be cultivators with a cultivation base of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul or above.

Although the Qinglian Sect became famous, Li Qingling did not feel a trace of joy.

The entire Cangmang Continent's cultivation world became unusually quiet after that, but Li Qingling's mood became heavier.

This kind of tranquility makes people feel uneasy and panic.

This kind of tranquility is like the tranquility before the storm. Once the tranquil atmosphere is broken, the Qinglian Sect may be greeted by a storm!

Not only Li Qingling, but also the entire Qinglian Sect's high-level, and even the entire Qinglian Sect's cultivators, have this feeling, and even feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

The atmosphere in the Qinglian Sect was strange and depressing. Although the cultivators did what they had to do as usual, they did not say it explicitly, but everyone was a little panicked.

In this regard, his family also knew it tacitly. Everything seemed to have returned to calm. Everyone was very tacit and did not mention anything about Lin Xian at all.

Although Lin Xian also had a sense of crisis in his heart, he also decided to make good use of this peaceful time for cultivation.

In the Qinglian Sect, Lin Xian's cave had already raised the forbidden light curtain, and Lin Xian had already entered the space of the Qiankun Mirror.

This time, he violated his usual way of cultivation.

From morning to night, twelve hours a day, Lin Xian did not stop for a moment, all of which were used to refine the Ant King Honey and improve the cultivation of the Yuanshi Immortal Sutra.

Although this kind of cultivation is slightly less efficient, the cultivation speed of the Yuanshi Immortal Sutra is faster.

Lin Xian's sense of urgency and crisis is getting stronger and stronger.

This was also a last resort. Only by breaking through the cultivation level, Lin Xian would feel at ease. Only by breaking through the cultivation level, he could face the upcoming crisis.

Four years passed in a flash.

In four years, Lin Xian had already cultivated the Yuanshi Immortal Scripture to perfection.

At this moment, he finally reached the state of great perfection of the Golden Core Stage, and was only a hair's breadth away from the Nascent Soul Stage.

Lin Xian was ready, and he could break through the cultivation level at any time.

In four years, the undercurrent of the vast continent was surging.

Lin Xian's existence was no longer a secret, and it could be said that everyone knew it.

Although many cultivators had coveted Lin Xian for a long time, they did not dare to act without authorization because of the existence of Yanzong.

After returning to Yanzong that day, the monk surnamed Wen reported all the events of Lin Xian to the sect, but the sect leaders had no news and no orders.

Although the monk surnamed Wen was extremely anxious, he did not dare to make decisions on his own and take any action.

The monk surnamed Wen was worried that others would get there first, and he was extremely anxious.

However, the sect had not issued any orders and had not taken any action.

The monk surnamed Wen wondered in his heart, could it be that the sect had no interest in this monk?

Such a monk is rare in ten thousand years.

It is certain that this monk must have obtained a great opportunity.

With the strength of Yanzong, it is almost a matter of no suspense to grab this opportunity.

The monk surnamed Wen was full of doubts, while other sects in Cangmang Continent were eager to try.

What the monk surnamed Wen did not know was that the Yanzong leaders had already discussed this matter several times.

Before Horton nodded, no one else dared to make any move.

In four years, Li Qingling's realm has long been stable. During this period, Li Qingling also smelled a strange breath. She had no intention of practicing and began to personally preside over the affairs of the Qinglian Sect.

Li Qingling also knew that this crisis might be aimed at Lin Xian.

This time, even though she was already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, she also felt a strong sense of powerlessness.