Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

The Nascent Soul monk who is in charge of the Heihe Dao Palace is Nangong Meng, the Nascent Soul of the Nangong family, and Nangong Zhi is her elder brother. Perhaps because of Nangong Zhi's fall, Nangong Meng's expression cannot be said to be gentle.

But even so, as the female cultivator with the highest cultivation level in the field, the appearance of Nangong Meng also fascinated many cultivators who came to watch the battle.

Nascent Soul beauty, how rare it is to see. Every Nascent Soul monk has a unique temperament that is completely his own. This is because the true meaning of the great path they practice is integrated into themselves, and every move has an intoxicating atmosphere.

If one's own cultivation method can be slightly close to the Dao realm of this Nascent Soul monk, then just by staying together, one can continuously improve one's understanding.

However, Fang Qingyuan did not understand this feeling deeply. The way of soul and temperament practiced by Nangong Meng and his alchemy theory were not in the same direction, and there were many deviations.

In addition, the realm of the true meaning of the Great Dao of the Yuanying monks is most effective for low-level monks. However, monks like Fang Qingyuan who have already cultivated the golden elixir and have their own clear elixir theory should not try to understand other different true meanings of the Great Dao. It is so easy. Being led astray.

Because there are no two identical roads in this world, or one road cannot accommodate two people to the top.

At this time, Fang Qingyuan and Chun Yuhua were lined up beside Nangong Meng, one on the left and the other on the right. In front of her was a stone table with a life and death figure quietly placed on it.

In the honorary duel of the Beast Control Sect, you need to sign a life and death certificate. Once you sign the life and death certificate, it is not considered a private fight. What is important is to write without regrets and be willing to do so.

Instead of signing a life-and-death certificate, the two of them had to fight to the death. That was a bad act that violated the rules of the sect, and the winner would also be severely punished.

"Today I serve as the guard of the Heihe Dao Palace. I am neither a member of your Beast Control Sect nor affiliated with the Qingyuan Sect. Since you have chosen the Heihe Dao Palace as the venue for the competition, I will serve as a witness to the competition. After the fight, everything will be settled, and no further blame can be found, and I will punish any violators."

Nangong Meng made it clear at the beginning, telling the scene, then pointed at the life and death scene in front of her, and gestured to the two of them:

"But we still have to look at the terms. If there are no objections, then just sign with your real names."

This life and death certificate was carefully negotiated by people from Qingyuan Sect and Yushou Sect. People from both parties checked every detail. It also complied with the laws of Dazhou Academy and ensured that the other party would not include details with ulterior motives in the terms. .

Of course, this is the Qingyuan Sect's main defense against Chun Yuhua. The current Qingyuan Sect does not have the strength to retaliate openly against the beast-controlling sect forces of Chun Yuhua's lineage.

"No objection."

"No objection."

Fang Qingyuan and Chun Yuhua each took up their pens and signed their real names on the life and death sign. Before the ink was dry, Nangong Meng put away the sign and stood up.

"Okay, my work is done. It's up to you two to have a life-and-death duel. No outsiders are allowed to interfere. I will activate the defense formation of the Tao Palace. You two can rest assured that there will be no interference from other factors. Without me, Nod, even the Nascent Soul cultivator can't even think of breaking in for a moment."

When Nangong Meng said this, his eyes slightly turned towards the box where Crow Lao was. Nangong Meng instinctively felt uncomfortable with this Crow Lao.

A dozen breaths later, the transparent passports above the Heihe Dao Palace, which was dozens of acres in size, slowly closed. When the crack at the top was completely closed, everyone knew in their hearts that the battle between Fang Qingyuan and Chun Yuhua was about to begin.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, in a box outside the Dao Palace arena, Lechuan's eyes were fixed on the front, where Fang Qingyuan's back was straight.

On the side, Di Qing was sitting on the large Taishi chair, drinking fragrant tea. After a few breaths, he spit out the remaining spiritual tea in his mouth, and then joked to Lechuan:

"Why are you so nervous? You are no longer a master and disciple, and you have deliberately avoided seeing him during this period. Why are you feeling distressed when he can't see him?

Let me tell you, Lao Le, go and apologize to Fang Qingyuan. If you can't kowtow to him, I don't believe he dares to bear it. It's better to talk it out than to pinch him like this. "

Lechuan didn't look back. He didn't want to deal with this harmful friend now.

But Di Qing was obviously unwilling to let Lechuan go. After Lechuan jumped out of the Baishan Mountains and obtained the huge territory of Moyunxi, Di Qing's original sense of superiority was greatly reduced.

When he snatched this place back from Zhao Eulian, Lechuan was still miserable in Baishan, guarding a third-level middle-grade spiritual land and living a miserable life. At that time, Di Qing's chin was lifted to the point of seeing Lechuan. Go to heaven.

But now, the situation on both sides is about to be reversed. Moyun Valley's spiritual land is at the fourth level, and he, the Lord of Southern Xinjiang, doesn't have one. Why does Lechuan have this?

Later, Di Qing reviewed Lechuan's handwriting and found that Fang Qingyuan's shadow was everywhere in it. Moreover, in the battle that attacked Chu Hongshang, Fang Qingyuan seemed to have played a significant role.

"This is what you, Lao Le, will do in your life. Among the few disciples you have trained, Fang Qingyuan is the only one who is more capable. If I were you, I would surrender. After all, you are over 400 years old, how many more years do you have left to live? ? If we wait for you to die, who else can the Baishan Beast Control Sect count on? Ling Ziqing? It would be great if he doesn't die before you."

I don't know which words touched Lechuan's pain point. He suddenly looked back and stared at Di Qing coldly.

When Di Qing saw Lechuan's eyes, his heart skipped a beat, then he laughed awkwardly, raised the tea cup in his hand, covered his eyebrows, and signaled to drink tea.

"I managed to train Fang Qingyuan, but what about you? All the disciples I accepted are incompetent. Is there any one who has achieved the golden elixir? If it weren't for Uncle Di, you would have been overthrown, and you still have the nerve to accuse me."

Lechuan is also 413 years old this year. Although the monks have good looks and do not look completely old, they have reached their age, and Lechuan has gradually acquired some of the mentality that an old man should have.

Golden elixir monks have a lifespan of five hundred years. At Lechuan's age, he is already in the old age of golden elixir monks. If calculated by a centenarian, Lechuan would be eighty-one at this time.

It's just that the Golden elixir monks, even in the last few years, still have a strong state and strength. On weekdays, Lechuan is still the shrewd middle-aged scribe leader based on his appearance.

After talking to Di Qing, Lechuan was silent for a few breaths, and then sighed softly, "Time is not forgiving. I still vividly remember the scene when Zhao Eulian and I first entered southern Xinjiang. I didn't expect that more than a hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye. Evil Lian is nowhere to be found, and his gold-threaded silver-backed ray also died fighting for him, and I have struggled for half my life, and now I am old."

Lechuan looked a little lonely, with a hint of fear in his eyes. He was now over 410 years old, and even if he could live to the golden elixir monk's 500th limit, he would only have about eighty years to live.

Moreover, he himself has no confidence that he will live to his five hundredth birthday.

Di Qing was silenced by Lechuan. He said that Lechuan was old, and how could he be so young himself? He was now over three hundred years old.

In the large box, no one wanted to talk for a while.

After a while, seeing Fang Qingyuan and Chun Yuhua signing the life and death certificate, Di Qing found a topic.

"Have you told Fang Qingyuan about Chun Yuhua's information?"

Lechuan nodded slightly, "I found a monk from Qimeng Mountain to deliver the message. I didn't let him know, lest he wouldn't accept it, and it was also disgraceful. After all, Chun Yuhua was still a fellow sect, so it would be taboo to do this. .”