Mysterious Catastrophe

[Name: Fang Yu (Aaron)]

[Talent: Immortality]

【Age: 1403】

【Boundary: Late Stage of Core Formation】

[Cultivation method: Ming Yu Jue No. 16 layer (2/30000)]

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"Entering the late stage of alchemy, the proficiency requirements are further increased... I feel that if there is no magic pill and the energy of the spirit vein is not very abundant, it will take about 1000 years to cultivate to perfection?"

Aaron complained in his heart, and after finishing training, he came to the deck of the flying boat.

He Yu was controlling the flying boat as a coolie, but his face was full of admiration: "I didn't expect the elder Taishang to have a map of this boundless desert... I heard that since the Haoran Sect was destroyed, the flying boat on the road to Daqian was It's out of service...I haven't been able to see it, and I have always regretted it."

"Hehe, it was the Qingding Sect that destroyed the Haoran Sect, and the Li family that destroyed the Qingding Sect..."

Aaron laughed twice and asked He Yu to guess by himself.

"It turns out that the Li family got the route map from Qingdingmen, and then it came to this sect?" He Yu's eyes lit up: "If you can learn from the Haoran sect to open up routes, the profits will be..."

"Don't think too much... Back when Hao Ranzong was able to set up a route, it was the result of the truce between the righteous and the devil..." Aaron directly poured cold water on him: "Now that the Black Demon Sect is rampant, even if it is just a flying boat that was robbed, You were the one who cried too!"

If it is considered concealed for a monk to cross the boundless desert alone, then swaggering through the city in a huge flying boat is simply asking the magic cultivator to rob him.

"Alas... the elder Taishang is right." He Yu regretfully gave up this very tempting idea.

……

Qianyang City.

After hundreds of years, this city composed entirely of immortals is still as lively and grand as ever.

Even though the patrol monks guarding the gate were not surprised when they saw Aaron, the alchemy monk, they just saluted and went through the formalities for the two of them smoothly.

"Is this Qianyang City?"

He Yu completely has the mentality of a country bumpkin going to the city, and feels that a pair of eyes is not enough to see.

He also asked about the prices in Qianyang City, and couldn't help expressing emotion: "Living in Qianyang, it's not easy..."

"However, there are many good things in Qianyang City... I bought the top-grade life-prolonging elixir in this city back then..."

Aaron was a little complacent and authentic.

This is actually patching for your own longevity.

Anyway, I said I bought a panacea, but I didn't say how many!It also didn't say what the specific life-prolonging effect is.

"I see!"

He Yu was a little happy.

At this critical time of life and death, if the Supreme Elder can live a few more years, it will definitely be of great benefit to the Yaowangzong!

"Let's find a place to live first... and then rest for a few days, and you're going to cry miserably..."

Aaron put his hand on He Yu's shoulder, and said earnestly: "The future of the Medicine King Sect and the Far West depends on you!"

He Yu inexplicably felt a lot heavier on his body, and said solemnly: "Please rest assured, the Supreme Elder! Even if I kneel to death in front of the mountain gate, I still want to ask those decent sects to take action!"

……

After half a year.

A tea house.

Aaron occupied a table and sipped tea leisurely.

The people in this teahouse are all immortal cultivators, talking about interesting things from time to time, it is actually a good pastime to relax.

Well, since he came to Qianyang City, he and He Yubing have split up and let He Yu go to work alone.

Even between the two, they only communicate with items such as communication jade charms.

——Aaron is to prevent He Yu from being targeted by the Nascent Soul of the Black Demon Sect, and then follow the clues to find himself...

After all, his whereabouts are uncertain, and he can hide his identity.

But He Yu, who goes to cry every day, can't escape...

If he dies because of this, Aaron will definitely make him the honorary elder of the Medicine King Sect, and then promote his descendants...

At this time, Aaron picked up a cup of spiritual tea, and heard the immortal cultivator who was also drinking tea, talking about the recent interesting things in the immortal world.

The genius of a certain school has formed a pill...

A certain fairy announced that she had found a good husband, and was going to hold a Taoist couple ceremony...

A certain famous immortal cultivator fell into a battle or a ruin...

There are many, many, and many others.

The various forms of cultivation are very similar to ordinary people.

However, this is more in line with the fairy in Aaron's heart.

After all, it doesn't make much sense if one becomes a stone through cultivation in order to live forever.

At this time, a joking voice came to his ears:

"The man knelt in front of Qianjian Peak and cried... Do you know who that is? He is also the master of a sect. It is said that there are alchemy cultivators in the sect... It is a disgrace to us and others to build a foundation. Pooh!"

A young man in a blue shirt said something interesting.

"Oh? Since you are the master of a sect, why did you kneel down at the mountain gate, but offended those sword cultivators?"

Another girl in red asked with a smile.

"If you are offended, you won't be able to live now... It turns out that the man called himself He Yu, and he came from the Far West... a barren land, the highest monk can only form a pill. Recently, the Black Demon Sect is expanding there. Those monks in those small places are suffering unspeakably, so they come to ask for help!"

"So that's how it is... the Black Demon Sect... this is a big sect of demons. It has been an enemy of Shushan Jiange before. Even though it fell into a disadvantage, it is obviously no small thing to survive until now..." said an experienced monk A fair word: "There is no Nascent Soul in that small place, can't you just come to ask us to help the righteous way? It's a pity... Hehe... This time even if the suzerain was killed in front of the gate of Jiange in Shushan , Shushan Jiange is absolutely impossible to agree."

This immortal cultivator is no different from ordinary people, and a great immortal cultivator naturally feels superior to monks from any small place.

As he spoke, his eyes turned to Aaron who was glancing over here.

"What is the elder's opinion?"

Aaron raised his teacup to pay respects, and asked with a smile.

"To tell you the truth... this old man does know something inside, but he's hungry..." The old monk was rather generous.

"It's simple..." Aaron smiled, and immediately asked the waiter to serve some spiritual food snacks.

Lao Xiu stuffed a pastry made of Lingmi into his mouth, and then he said calmly: "Everyone may not know... This Black Demon Sect is about to shake, and maybe it will become the No. There are 11 denominations!"

As soon as this remark came out, many people's expressions changed: "Could it be... Huashen?!"

Most of the top ten sects of Daqian were founded by the monks who transformed into gods, or they left behind the background of transforming gods.

As for whether or not there are still cultivators in these sects, it is a top secret that only their own high-level people know.

Being able to rank alongside the top ten sects of Dagan is naturally a cultivator of Huashen!

"Hey... In this world of cultivating immortals, Dao Xiaomo grows!"

A cultivator dressed as a Taoist priest sighed.

"Hey...that's not the case, the magic cultivator also cultivates the aura of heaven and earth! It's just that the nature is different..."

Lao Xiu shook his head disapprovingly, as if he had seen too many dirty things of those famous families, and he was a little cynical: "Let's not talk about this, let's talk about the miserable suzerain... Since the Black Demon Sect has a cultivator who transformed himself into a god, why should he be a monk?" Naturally, none of the ten major sects of Dagan will be its enemy. Compared to dividing Dagan's territory, the Black Demon Sect intends to expand into the four wildernesses, and it's too late for them to support it! How could they intervene?"

Aaron nodded slightly.

This old Xiu hit the point.

This moment, that moment also!

The success of Shen Qingchen and others sent by the Western Union at the beginning was because the Black Demon Sect was weak, and Shushan Jiange was deliberately suppressing its development.

Even so, the Black Demon Sect was not ordered to withdraw from the Far West, but left a nail in Yuanchen Kingdom.

Now that the Black Demon Sect has a cultivator who transforms into gods, even the Shushan Jiange is unwilling to fight head-on, and voluntarily rescinded the oath, just to bring disaster to the east.

Young people often hold unrealistic illusions, but after suffering a few times in the big classrooms of society, the edges and corners are smoothed out.

In the world of cultivating immortals, no matter the way of magic or the so-called "famous families and decent schools", they all follow a rule, that is—the weak eat the strong!

The law of the jungle is fully interpreted.

Although Aaron had seen this a long time ago, it was just an excuse and cover-up to let He Yu come.

'After all, doing bad things requires cover...'

"Besides, you can also test the attitude of those orthodox sects, and at the same time inquire about the news..."

'If a righteous force really makes a move, it will make a lot of money! '

'I don't have to, go to that step...'

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While Aaron was thinking about it, he saw the old Xiu cupping his hands: "According to this old man...that Sect Master He will not only run into a wall in Shushan Jiange, even if he finds Zhengqimen, Taixuzong... still won't get a response , maybe he will be killed by the demon cultivator on the way... Do you think this is ridiculous? Hahaha..."

"It's ridiculous to entrust your own safety to the kindness of others..."

Aaron also clapped his hands and laughed: "I think this small sect in the far west... is just like this plate of jujube ball cake, it will be finished sooner or later!!"

"Haha... This fellow Taoist is really funny..."

"Shopkeeper, another plate of jujube cake."

"Drink tea, drink tea..."

……

After some banter, Aaron got up and left, making his way to the corner of the street.

In his sleeve, a messenger jade talisman is flashing.

Aaron played a mute talisman, and then input mana into the jade talisman of communication.

"The Supreme Elder... Shushan Jiange completely ignored it..."

"I've found other news... Even the Zhengqi sect, the leader of the righteous way among the top ten sects, has allowed the Black Demon Sect to wreak havoc... This is the appeasement that the Supreme Elder said before!"

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He Yu's words came from the jade talisman, like a cuckoo crying blood.

He is really sad.

Even the good yearning for Dagan and Shushan Jiange in my heart has been exhausted...

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Aaron's expression remained unchanged. After all, he had already guessed the result. If there is no hope, there is no disappointment.

"As ordered!"

After the exchange, Aaron's palm immediately burst into flames, burning the jade talisman.

Immediately, he walked out of the place like a normal person and mixed into the crowd.

'The ruins of the Xuantian Sect...'

'This time I came here to do a great job... It seems that it has been completely abandoned through secretly inquiring about the news, and it has become a well-known dangerous place and a desperate place? '

'Forget it... I'd better not go. '

'After finishing the important matter at hand, go directly back to the land of the extreme west and wait until you have everything you need...why take the risk? '

……

The night was dark.

Aaron drove a ray of light that seemed invisible, and came to the junction of the Black Demon Sect and the Shushan Jiange.

Before the Black Demon Sect and the Shushan Jiange were both immortal and demon sects with Nascent Soul monks, they occupied an extremely vast area, and the junction was even larger than the entire land of the Extreme West combined!

Naturally, there are no spiritual veins in this kind of wilderness, let alone monks.

Aaron brought He Yu to work hard, apparently saying that he wanted to cry Qin Ting, but in fact he could only use it to deceive children.

What he really wants to do, of course, is to make a wave of big things.