Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Li Xuanyin is a genius who is better than his master. His master taught him a unique skill, vomiting blood.

Li Xuanyin created coma based on vomiting blood.

Coma is a means.

It's like pretending to sleep.

You can never wake up a person who pretends to sleep.

Similarly, you can never wake up a person who pretends to faint.

Vomiting blood can no longer solve the problem at hand.

Apart from coma, Li Xuanyin can't think of any other way.

He only uses this method to escape the cruel reality in front of him.

As for when Li Xuanyin can wake up, it depends on when the aftermath of Shilongling and the ancestral temple can be completed.

If the remains of Shilongling can be secretly brought back for burial in one day, and the ancestral temple can be restored to its original state, then Li Xuanyin only needs to be in a coma for one day.

If it takes three days, he has to be in a coma for three days.

Although this method is a cowardly act to avoid reality, sometimes there is no other choice.

Otherwise, Li Xuanyin, the leader of the sect, will not be able to do it.

Li Xuanyin fainted, and Mu Chenxian, the great elder who had been on the bench for ten years, finally began to give orders again.

Mu Chenxian quickly issued several orders.

First, the attack on Shilongling and the destruction of the ancestral temple must be strictly blocked, and no news can be leaked.

Second, the remains of the elders in Shilongling must be secretly transported back to the sacred mountain immediately and connected to the head, so that at least these elders can be buried with a complete body.

At the same time, the destroyed ancestral temple must be restored as soon as possible.

Third, a condemnation statement should be issued to denounce the atrocities in the Wanhu Ancient Cave.

Fourth, more than one hundred senior elders of Xuantian Sect disappeared for no reason. This matter will be discovered by the spies planted in Xuantian Sect by various factions within a few days. This matter is very tricky.

This matter must be delayed as long as possible.

So Mu Chenxian ordered the senior leaders of Xuantian Sect to unify their statements and announce to the public that most of the more than one hundred elders who were killed were sent out in batches to perform secret missions.

At the same time, this secret mission was directed to the six departments of heaven and man, so that the world would think that the masters who disappeared from Xuantian Sect had quietly sneaked into the heavenly camp to get information from the human world.

Fifth, immediately count the elite disciples under each elder, especially the young disciples who have reached the peak of the out-of-body state, and compile the list as soon as possible.

Now there are nearly 20,000 people in Xuantian Sect, but there are only more than 100 elders, and most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. This is definitely not acceptable.

Another batch of elders must be promoted in a short period of time.

In the past, Xuantian Sect, like other major sects, had to reach the spiritual silence state to be promoted to elders.

Now I can't care about so much. I have to select a group of young disciples who have reached the peak of the out-of-body state to confuse the public and prevent other sects from noticing that more than half of the high-level people in Xuantian Sect have died.

Mu Chenxian is worthy of being the person who helped Qiankunzi ascend to the throne. He is very wise and has experienced countless political struggles. After these orders are issued, at least in the short term, there will be no chaos in Xuantian Sect.

If the news of the attack on Shilong Ridge and the destruction of the ancestral temple spread, Xuantian Sect would be in a situation of internal and external troubles.

Mu Chenxian was ordered to do his best to turn the tide and pull Xuantian Sect out of the abyss.

As for whether it can succeed, it depends on God's will.

The sky was dark, on the bluestone path behind the mountain of Samsara Peak.

Yu Jianjia walked in front, and Yang Baoer walked behind with her head down.

Yu Jianjia turned around and said, "Bao'er, why are you so listless?

We had so much fun today."

Yang Bao'er looked like her master had died, with a sad face, and said, "If you had told me this morning that your two friends in the back mountain were Gui Yatou and Qi Gege, I would never have come!"

Yu Jianjia said, "Why, are you afraid of them?"

Yang Bao'er said, "They are not good women. They have liked to pinch my face and twist my butt since I was a child! Today, they twisted me more than ten times, and it's all swollen. It hurts me to death!"

Yu Jianjia stretched her head to look at Yang Bao'er's butt, and said, "No wonder your butt is more upturned than mine as a girl. It turns out that they twisted it! Bao'er, why don't you twist my butt too? I also want my butt to be a little upturned."

Yang Bao'er was stunned, and then blushed and cursed, "Crazy."

Then she ran towards the front mountain with big strides.

Yu Jianjia chased after him for a few steps, then stopped and shouted, "Don't run! Just twist it ten times!"

Yang Baoer heard this and ran faster, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

Yu Jianjia pouted, then turned around and walked towards the direction of the ancestral temple.

When she was about to reach the ancestral temple, her figure seemed to blend into the night.

Xuanying talked with Yao Xiaoyu in the ancestral temple in the morning, and went to the bamboo forest to see the captives in the afternoon.

She would not care about ordinary captives.

The Pangu clan is too famous and too mysterious, so she naturally wants to go and see it.

It was dark when she left the bamboo forest.

She wanted to go to the ancestral temple to say goodbye to Yao Xiaoyu, but she was afraid of being entangled by the ghost girl, so she did not go there, but flew directly to the west, intending to go to the Wanhu Ancient Cave to meet Li Ziye and Yun Qiyou.

Xuanying's cultivation was extremely high, and the Cangyun Sect's secret guards on the periphery could not detect her presence at all.

A moment later, she had arrived at the western part of the Cangyun Mountains without anyone noticing, and a few dozen miles further, she entered the Qilin Mountains.

Suddenly, Xuanying stopped and stood on the snow.

It was strange that she had not left any footprints on the snow as she walked along.

A closer look revealed that she was not standing on the snow, and her soles were about three inches away from the snow.

Xuanying turned his eyes and tilted his head slightly.

He said slowly: "You are not an ordinary person to be able to keep up with my speed. Come out."

It was dark all around, with only the whistling cold wind blowing gently.

Xuanying waited for a long time, and seeing that the other party was unwilling to come out, he said again: "Since you are unwilling to show up, I have to leave."

As soon as the voice fell, a cold wind blew.

Xuanying looked up suddenly, and saw a woman in black clothes and black gauze falling from the sky above his head.

The way she landed was a bit strange, with her head down and her feet up.

The woman in black reached down with both hands and instantly sent out dozens of palms, each of which seemed like a phantom, like a ghost.

Xuanying faced the sky with one palm.

The palm shadow flickered, and the palm wind was as fierce as a thunderstorm.

The two sides exchanged hundreds of palm strikes in an instant.

Finally, when the black-clothed woman landed in front of Xuanying, she slapped out with her right palm.

Xuanying greeted with her right palm at the same time.

The two palms were pressed together, and the robes of the two instantly swelled.

Then, the black-clothed woman slapped the back of her right palm with her left palm.

A huge spiritual power suddenly exploded from the two women, forming a sound wave. The trees within a radius of hundreds of feet were all tilted down by this wave, and the thick snow on the ground was also swept up to the sky.

In the flying snow, Xuanying and the black-clothed woman retreated at the same time.

Xuanying, who fought with one palm, retreated three steps.

The black-clothed woman, who attacked with both palms, retreated six steps.

This time, Xuanying had the upper hand.