I will become an immortal in this world

Dusk gradually fell.

On the hillside, Fang Wang was walking slowly forward. His golden scales and white feathers were stained with blood. Even his face was stained with blood. Xiao Zi was lying on his shoulder, also covered in blood.

He walked to a big rock and sat down. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, darkening half of his face. The mountains between him and the setting sun were filled with corpses of huge poisonous insects, and there was also a green cicada. Gu Moxiu's body was shocking.

tired!

Tired as never before!

Fang Wang put the Tiangong Halberd into the Baoling Space, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air. He didn't want to do anything at this moment, he didn't even want to take in the breath, he just wanted to relax for a while.

Before this battle, he longed for the opportunity to fight with all his strength. This battle, he did his best. However, there were too many enemies, which exhausted his spiritual power and strength. After using the black dragon to break through the Ten Thousand Poison Formation, he killed hundreds of people along the way. For miles, those demonic cultivators did not dare to fight him, but they wildly released poisonous insects during the escape to buy themselves time.

Fang Wang didn't know how many poisonous insects he had killed. Fortunately, the golden scales and white feathers could block the splash of poison.

There is also the existence of fighting heart, which can put him into the most perfect fighting state. No poisonous insects or spells can sneak attack him.

Looking back on this battle, he realized his shortcomings. His fighting power could sweep away most of the monks in the Concentration Realm, but after all, he was only in the Xuanxin Realm and his spiritual power was limited, which was not enough to destroy an entire sect by one person.

However, he killed thousands of demon cultivators in this battle, which greatly damaged the vitality of Qingchan Valley. It is estimated that Qingchan Valley will not dare to show up for a long time in the future. If an enemy takes the opportunity to add insult to injury, Qingchan Valley may still be attacked. In the destruction, Fang Wang killed at least a hundred Xuanxin realm monks alone. This was an extremely heavy loss for any sect.

"We have to break through the Concentration Realm as soon as possible. When we face this situation again, we can simply use the sword of heaven and earth to wipe it out."

Fang Wang sighed in his heart, the Sword Intent of Heaven and Earth consumes a lot of spiritual energy, the demonic cultivators in Qingchan Valley are widely scattered, and there are countless poisonous insects. If he fights with the Sword Intent of Heaven and Earth, it is estimated that one-fifth of the enemy will not be dead. , his spiritual power is about to be exhausted. After all, the Qingchan Valley demon cultivators participating in the battle are not in the Qi-nurturing realm. The Qingchan Valley used all elites in this battle. Those various spells make him feel novel when he thinks about it now.

Xiao Zi lay on Fang Wang's shoulder, silent, as if dead. It was also extremely tired. It was already covered in injuries before breaking the formation. After breaking the formation, it was too excited and consumed its demonic power faster.

Fang Wang raised his head slightly, looked at the dusk, and let his mind wander.

It was not until night fell that he regained some strength and began to meditate and take in the spiritual energy pills.

Xiao Zi opened her mouth and began to swallow the essence of the sun and moon. The night was lonely, and neither the person nor the demon was in the mood to talk.

Until the next morning, Fang Wang was still receiving Qi, and the blood stains on his body had been washed away. Thanks to Xiao Zi, who had mastered water-attribute spells and sprayed water from the snake's mouth to clean him.

Fang Wang suddenly felt something and raised his hand to take out the disciple token.

"The crisis of the sect has been lifted."

Zhao Chuangan's voice came from it, his tone was tired.

Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief. He was worthy of being the strongest sect in the future. He defeated the enemy in two days. However, judging from Zhao Chuangan's tone, the battle was tragic.

Although Fang Wang is worried about the Fang family, if someone really dies, he won't be able to bring them back to life if he goes back. If they are still alive, Taiyuan Sect will take good care of them.

His heart felt at ease, and there was no need to rush back to the sect for the time being.

He stood up and said, "Xiao Zi, it's time to collect the trophies."

Xiao Zi woke up with a start. She was stunned for a moment and then said in surprise: "Yes, I almost forgot, sir, let's go quickly!"

Fang Wang smiled and walked down the mountain.

Looking in the direction he was walking, the mountains and forests were withered, and the corpses of poisonous insects added a terrifying atmosphere to the already desolate mountain scenery. The horizon was still filled with dim poisonous mist, which would not dissipate for a long time. All of this symbolized what happened yesterday. How brutal the war was.

In this way, Fang Wang and Xiao Zi began to search for storage bags along the way. The demon cultivators in Qingchan Valley all hid poisons in the storage bags, which made it quite troublesome for them to collect them. Fortunately, they were not afraid of poisons, and Fang Wang had a mysterious Yang is really fire, and Xiao Zi herself is a poisonous snake.

Two days later, the corpses of the Green Cicada Valley demon cultivators they encountered had begun to rot. The flesh and blood of these corpses contained poison. It was hard to imagine what kind of training these guys had done.

It is worth mentioning that along the way they met some casual cultivators who were also doing this.

"Stop, you brat. If you dare to collect the corpses alone, you are not afraid of death! Tell me your name!"

Four casual cultivators landed in front of Fang Wang. The leader held a knife and shouted in a deep voice. They were very cautious and did not take action directly.

Fang Wang chuckled and said, "These are my trophies, but you dare to come and steal my things and seek death?"

Xiao Zi appeared from Fang Wang's back, spitting out a snake and saying: "My young master is a direct disciple of the Taiyuan Sect and the successor of the Sword Saint. He is also known as the Tianyuan Sword Saint. Have you ever heard of it?"

Hearing this, the expressions of the four casual cultivators changed greatly and they all retreated.

"Is he Fang Wang?"

"Jian Tianze is not very far from here. It may indeed be him..."

"Could he be trying to fool us?"

"You want to bet? I won't accompany you!"

The four of them murmured a few words, and soon some people evacuated, and the other three did not dare to stay. Some even bowed to Fang Wang and saluted, for fear that he would blame him.

Fang Wang couldn't help but laugh, but he didn't chase them. With so many corpses, someone would definitely pick them up. He just wanted the storage bag in front of him not to be picked up.

the other side.

The Fang family also encountered the corpse of the demon cultivator from Qingchan Valley. Looking at the insect corpses scattered across the mountains and fields ahead, everyone looked scared and uneasy.

Looking around, the mountains and forests in front of them withered, forming a straight line, extending to the end of the world. It was extremely scary. It was hard to imagine what kind of battle had happened here in the past few days.

"Let's take a detour."

Fang Meng said, although it would be very difficult, no one refuted, and no one wanted to find out.

Fang Yin couldn't help but worry about Fang Wang. Although Fang Wang should be in Jian Tianze, he was afraid that Fang Wang would also be involved in this unknown war.

In order not to worry them, Fang Wang and the two had deliberately avoided being discovered by them when passing by.

…

Taiyuan Gate, the main peak, and Shiyuan Hall, where all the masters of the Nine Meridians Peak are located, as well as many elders and direct disciples.

Guangqiu Xian sat on the futon meditating, his face was pale and he looked very weak.

The great disciples of each lineage were reporting the number of casualties, which made everyone present look ugly.

Zhou Xue stood behind the First Pulse Peak Master and listened silently.

After the disciple of Jiumai finished his report, an elder said: "Chimo Sect, Huangyu Mountain, and Gumo Mountain have joined forces to besiege us. This revenge must be avenged!"

As soon as this was said, other elders spoke out one after another:

"That's it, what kind of bullshit peace agreement, no, we must take revenge on these three demonic sects!"

"Nearly 20,000 disciples died. This is definitely the largest casualty suffered by Taiyuan Sect in the past three hundred years!"

"Fortunately, Green Cicada Valley didn't come, otherwise we might not be able to withstand it."

"I suggest that you write letters to Taiqing Sect, Xuanhong Sword Sect, Tianshu Sect, and Chiyang Sect, and declare war on the devil together!"

The direct disciples of each lineage were equally indignant, and the murderous intent and anger in their eyes were uncontrollable.

Deputy head Chen Anshi frowned and said: "Okay, if you want to take revenge, you have to cultivate for a while!"

Hearing this, the elders suddenly became quiet, which showed that he was very authoritative.

Chen Anshi took a step forward, stared at Guang Qiuxian, and said: "Master, you are seriously injured and will probably have to recuperate for a while, and I also have to go out to monitor the Dragon Vein affairs. It's time for us to choose the main disciple to take charge of the affairs of the entire religion. , stabilize the situation.”

"I propose that Lu Yuanjun be appointed as the top disciple of Taiyuan Sect. His contribution and qualifications are sufficient. In this disaster, he alone resisted the leader of the Chi Mo Sect and played an important role. Who is against it?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at everyone in the hall.

The atmosphere in the hall became subtle.

Yang Yuanzi immediately stood up and said: "My disciple Fang Wang has obtained the inheritance of the Sword Master, killed the Great Demon King, defeated the Sword Sect Kong Xi, and is famous in the world of immortal cultivation in Qi. His position as the first disciple is what everyone expects!"

Many elders immediately followed suit. Although Lu Yuanjun was popular, the factions within the Taiyuan Sect were complicated and he could not be liked by everyone.

Hearing Yang Yuanzi's words, Lu Yuanjun was indifferent and still stood calmly behind the First Pulse Peak Master.

Chen Anshi looked at Yang Yuanzi and said in a deep voice: "Fang Wang's talent and reputation are indeed extremely high, even unmatched by his disciples, but his contribution to the Taiyuan Sect is too little to convince the public. Could it be that he has become the leader of the Taiyuan Sect? Sects have to be ranked according to their talents. So what’s the point of the disciples’ dedication to Taiyuan Sect?”

These words attracted the approval of the elders who supported Lu Yuanjun.

Some people even said in a strange way: "Perhaps this calamity was caused by his excessive sharpness. If we know that a Tian Yuan Bao Spirit was born from the Demonic Sect, how can we not take action?"

These words touched the hearts of most people present.

This calamity came suddenly, and most of the sacrificed disciples died within the first half hour. Apart from Fang Wang's Tian Yuan Bao Ling, what else could be worthy of such a violent attack by the devil?

"It's ridiculous. Fang Wang didn't tell anyone about his treasured spirit rank. It was obviously us elders who failed to protect him, exposed his treasured spirit rank and put him in the spotlight. How can we blame him? Is it possible that Taiyuan will be in the future? "Can't a peerless genius come out of this sect? How will your words make other sects and the entire world of cultivators view our Taiyuan Sect?" Yang Yuanzi said forcefully, leaving the elder speechless.

Lu Yuanjun squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Yuanzi with a cold look.

Another elder frowned and said: "But his contribution is indeed very low, and it is difficult to convince the public!"

When it comes to the sect's contribution, the elders who support Lu Yuanjun have something to say.

The hall was once again controversial and very noisy.

Guang Qiuxian frowned and refused to speak.

At this time.

Elder Zhang from the mission hall seemed to sense something. He raised his hand and took out a jade slip from his storage bag and read it with his spiritual consciousness. Then, his expression changed drastically.

Chen Anshi stared at Yang Yuanzi and snorted: "Junior Brother Yang, the position of the first disciple is related to Taiyuan Sect, please treat it fairly!"

Yang Yuanzi did not give in to him. Just as he was about to answer, Elder Zhang suddenly said loudly: "Everyone, Qingchan Valley has brought nearly 20,000 disciples to surround Fangwang!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell silent instantly.

Guangqiu Xian suddenly stood up and looked at his injuries. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Where are you? How is the situation?"