Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

In front of Qingyuan Sect, the coalition forces of the three families were attacking relentlessly. At this time, the shield light of Qingyuan Sect's fourth-level mountain protection formation had begun to flicker non-stop.

On the Lihuo League side, Gu Rong was commanding his disciples to attack, but being a bit cunning by nature, he secretly instructed his men not to be the first force to break through the Qingyuan Sect's mountain gate.

Fang Qingyuan is not dead yet. Moreover, according to Gu Rong's own calculations, Sikong Ji wants to use Qingyuan Sect to force Fang Qingyuan to submit. What if Fang Qingyuan goes to Baishan in the future and achieves Nascent Soul, and holds a grudge against Lihuo League for this? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble in vain?

Originally, everyone was reluctant to follow Sikong Ji's orders and attack Qingyuan Sect. Gu Rong definitely didn't want to get involved in such a thing that had no benefits and offended people. In addition, there were several monks from the Da Zhou Academy watching outside, so Gu Rong wanted to take advantage of the situation even more.

Now that Sikong Ji is in charge of the Lingmu League, Gu Rong is naturally relieved. He has already started to think about whether his prestige in the Lihuo League will increase after this battle, and what kind of rewards the Zhaixing Pavilion will give him.

At this moment, someone next to him suddenly made a frightened sound. Gu Rong responded immediately and raised a golden bell magic weapon. After protecting himself, he turned his attention to the monk.

"Gao Zhangdeng, what are you doing?"

The cultivator that Gu Rong was asking about was the Golden Core cultivator in the Lihuo League. He was a member of the Gao family, and Gao Lang was his grandfather many generations ago.

Gao Zhangdeng's expression was one of horror. He took out an ancient bronze lamp from his arms tremblingly. The ancient lamp, which was originally full of spiritual charm, had now collapsed inwards and turned into a ball of scrap copper.

"The ancestor has been murdered!"

Gu Rong's heart skipped a beat when he heard Gao Zhangdeng's sobbing narration. He said sternly:

"What nonsense are you talking about? How is that possible? Elder Gao's magical powers are earth-shattering. It's just that a lamp is broken. Stop talking nonsense."

Gu Rong understood that Gao Zhangdeng was not talking nonsense and that Gao Lang was most likely in danger, but he could not say this openly now. Once the news was leaked, the morale of the army would collapse.

The dozen or so cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment. In this military camp, they were all high-ranking members of the Lihuo Alliance. Some of them were from the same faction as Gu Rong, but most of them were still from Lang Jigao's faction.

"Pass on my order to suspend the offensive. You guys take Gao Zhangdeng with you and we will go to see Sikong Ji together."

Gu Rong quickly gave his opinion, and then, while no one was able to react, he forced his confidant to carry the Gao Zhangdeng and fly quickly to the territory of the Lingmu League.

After the ancient bronze lamp was damaged, Gao Zhangdeng lost his mind and had no opinion of his own. He just did whatever Gu Rong said.

When they arrived at the territory of Lingmu League, Gu Rong found Sikong Ji. Ji Xinkui, a cultivator from the Da Zhou Academy, had not left yet. He wanted to keep an eye on Sikong Ji personally and do something at the critical moment.

But now, Gu Rong didn't care about Ji Xinkui's presence, he asked Sikong Ji directly:

"Is our Lihuo League's ancestor Gao also participating in this war?"

Sikong looked at Gu Rong unhappily, and did not answer.

Seeing that Sikong Ji was still pretending to be deaf and dumb, Gu Rong became furious. His bald head became even brighter and the blue veins on it were clearly visible.

"Yes or no, that's all I'm asking. If you don't answer, don't blame me for not serving you."

Sikong Ji looked at Gu Rong in surprise. He didn't know why Gu Rong was so tough at the moment. Then he stood up and said:

"This is a confidential matter. Let's go inside and talk."

As the two of them came to the secret room, Chai Yi and Ji Xinkui looked at each other and were very curious, so they each used their own methods to find out the reason why Gu Rong had changed so much at this time.

Inside the secret room, Sikong Ji no longer hid the truth from Gu Rong. He said:

"The mountain master has mobilized Lingmu, your Lihuo, and two from the He Huan Sect, a total of five Nascent Soul cultivators to capture Fang Qingyuan. Why is there any change in your Lihuo?"

Gu Rong's eyes went dark. Gao Lang's spirit had really gone down the mountain. The ancient bronze lamp that Gao Zhangdeng was holding was damaged for no reason, which meant that something was definitely wrong with Gao Lang.

"The ancient bronze lamp in our family is broken. You know the meaning of this better than I do. No, Qingyuan Sect and Lihuo League will not fight anymore. I have to go back to Lihuo League and discuss how to rescue the ancestor."

Sikong Ji was also shocked that something had happened to Gao Lang. He looked at Gu Rong's expression and it didn't seem like he was faking it, so he believed it about 70% of the time.

There were only five Nascent Souls going to capture Fang Qingyuan's Golden Core, and that was even taking Xiong Feng into consideration. This kind of lineup was completely foolproof. Yet Gao Lang's ancient bronze lamp was still broken. How did Fang Qingyuan do it?

"No, this is the order from the mountain master. You cannot leave until Qingyuan Sect is conquered."

But no matter what happened to the Lihuo League, Sikong Ji would not allow the Lihuo League to withdraw midway, and he would have to wait until Qingyuan Sect was conquered before doing anything.

Hearing Sikong Ji's words, Gu Rong went completely berserk. He shouted angrily:

"Still fighting? The monks from the Great Zhou Academy are watching us outside. Everything we do is being recorded. When the time comes and the Great Zhou Academy holds us accountable, you say we don't have to worry about it and you will take all the responsibility. But can you afford it?"

Now that our ancestor is in danger, you still want us to fight Qingyuan Sect for you. This is not justified, not reasonable, and not logical. Sikong Ji, you are too overbearing. "

Over the years, Qingyuan Sect has had various business dealings with Lihuo League. The annual trade volume between the two sides is within the range of three thousand high-quality spirit stones. Once this war broke out, Lihuo League suffered heavy losses, and they were not allowed to plunder after the war. Gu Rong was reluctant in the first place, and now that he knew Gao Lang was in danger, how could he still have the mind to help Sikong Ji.

Seeing the angry Gu Rong, Sikong Ji's face was gloomy, but he had to make a decision now, whether to continue to force Gu Rong to attack Qingyuan Sect, or let Gu Rong leave and let him return to Lihuo League.

If they continue to force him, what will be the consequences? If they let him go, what will the other two families think?

Before Sikong Ji could think it over, Gu Rong's expression changed slightly, and he took the initiative to say:

"I will take 1,500 monks back with me, and you will be in charge of the rest. What do you think of this suggestion?"

When Sikong Ji looked at Gu Rong again at this moment, there was no trace of the anger he had just felt. Beneath Gu Rong's rough appearance, he hid a very delicate mind.

"Are you going back to seize power?"

"This is not your business. Anyway, I will take some of them back, and you can use the rest as you wish. I don't want to see these 3,500 people in the next half month."

Sikong Ji wanted to laugh at this moment, but he held back, "Well, 3,500 people are enough, so I wish you all the best."

Gu Rong chuckled and returned to his previous rough self. He turned gloomy and anxious, set out from the secret room, and after returning to the Lihuo military formation, he asked his confidants to count the disciples of his faction, and when they had gathered 1,500 people, they headed to the heart of the Lihuo Alliance.

The remaining 3,500 monks had no idea what was going on, but then Sikong Ji brought the monks from the Zhaixing Pavilion to take over, and these monks were so busy that they had no time to care about these things.

The changes that happened in the Lihuo League were noticed by several people in the Qingyuan Sect.

Liu Xun held the mountain protection array talisman tightly in his hand. He dared not take this important thing out of his eyes for a moment.

"The Lihuo Alliance's offensive has stalled. Could this be a trick?"

In the open area on the top of the mountain, Liu Xun spoke softly. He was only surrounded by Qiqi, the golden elixir bear beast, who was guarding him to prevent any accidents.

"Whether it is a trick or not, we just need to guard the gate tightly. The leader does not need to be distracted by this matter."

At this moment, ripples appeared on the mountain protection formation above. These were the offensive means used by the cultivators from the outside world. However, a fourth-level formation could not be broken through in just a few days. If there was no traitor to cooperate internally and externally, with the spiritual stones stored by Qingyuan Sect, it would be possible to hold out for three months.

Dozens of teams of monks, with bear beasts, followed orders and worked non-stop to repair the formation, replenish spirit stones, and patrol and guard. There were also more monks who served as reserve teams, ready to replace at any time.

In the back mountain, there was also a bustling scene of people refining weapons and elixirs, and making talismans and magic arrays. No one was idle.

At the foot of the mountain, in a house, the sound of reading could be heard; in the Thousand Bear Garden further away, bears were harnessed with various refined tools and began their daily drills with the monks.

"Alas, the old master is used to being alone, and I don't know where he is now. If the ancestor can stay in Qingyuan Sect, these things outside won't be taken seriously at all."

Qiqi looked at Liu Xun speechlessly, as if any difficulty was nothing in the hands of Fang Qingyuan.

The man and the beast observed the situation outside for a while, and then returned to the meeting hall to listen to the reports from the heads of each peak.

“The warehouse is fully stocked with all kinds of elixirs and magical instruments. We stored a lot of them in preparation for the war of development. We never thought they would come in handy now.

The weapon refining department and the alchemy room in the sect are still refining non-stop. At the current consumption rate, I’m afraid it will take two years to finish using it.”

Liu Xun was quite satisfied after listening to Chen Huicheng's report. The Qingyuan Sect had stockpiled a lot of war instruments and elixirs, so they were not caught off guard by this sudden disaster.

After listening to these reports, Liu Xun looked at another cultivator and asked:

"What do these disciples in the sect think?"

"All the disciples were angry. They were attacked for no reason, so they naturally didn't accept it. They all wanted to get back at each other, but some disciples were worried about their families and needed counseling."

There are nearly a million mortals living in the Qingyuan Sect's homeland, but they are all scattered across the vast territory, and only a few tens of thousands of them can be gathered into the Qingyuan Sect's mountain protection formation.

These people are the core disciples of Qingyuan Sect, or the families of the elders in charge. Most of the relatives of the disciples of Qingyuan Sect are outside the magic circle. If the Lihuo League and the Lingmu League capture mortals to make trouble, it will be troublesome.

Liu Xun pondered for a few breaths, and then said solemnly:

"We are a sect granted by the Great Zhou Academy. Lingmu and Lihuo League will not do such excessive things, but it is hard to say about Hehuan Sect. But I, Liu Xun, swear that if they dare to kill a mortal in my sect, I will make them pay ten times the price."

Seeing Liu Xun's statement, everyone felt more at ease. With Xiong Feng around, Liu Xun's words would not be considered empty talk.

"Difficulties are only temporary. Hope is just around the corner. In a month at the latest, this matter will see a turnaround. No matter how strong Baishan is, the Da Zhou Academy still has the final say in this world."

Liu Xun encouraged everyone on a daily basis. After the routine meeting, Liu Xun brought Qiqi to the belly of the mountain. He fiddled with a small formation and said to Qiqi:

"At the last moment, if the situation is irreversible, you should take the bugs and leave here. This teleportation array was left by our ancestor. However, top-grade space spirit stones are rare, and we haven't collected many. At most, we can send a dozen people away. I will feel relieved when you leave."

When the teleportation array is used for teleportation, it consumes spirit stones with spatial attributes. The higher the cultivation level, the higher the grade of the spirit stones required. A foundation-building cultivator needs high-grade space spirit stones when riding the teleportation array, while a golden elixir cultivator needs ultimate-grade spirit stones.

As for Nascent Soul cultivators, because of the Domain Avenue, the amount of space-attribute spirit stones consumed by taking a teleportation array is enormous. In addition, Nascent Soul cultivators can fly very fast, so they generally do not take the teleportation array. It is more convenient for them to fly there by themselves.

When talking about this, Liu Xun looked lonely. Only at this time did Liu Xun show his weakness. He had been under too much pressure these days.

Qiqi looked at the teleportation array and said nothing more, while Liu Xun was still explaining:

"You are different from us. Da Zhou Academy probably won't protect you. If you fall into He Huanzong's hands, it will be difficult to die, so it's better to separate first."

Xiong Feng's faction joined the Qingyuan Sect after Fang Qingyuan achieved Dan formation. However, when the Qingyuan Sect was divided into fiefdoms, it was just a foundation-building sect.

The weight of a sect's enfeoffment has certain rules in the Great Zhou Academy. It cannot be said that a Nascent Soul sect can still bear the name of a Foundation Establishment sect. The Great Zhou Academy is not a fool. If it wants to get treatment that matches it, it should go and fight a war to make money.

Qiqi also understood what Liu Xun said. The Xiongshou and the Qingyuan Sect were not yet one family, not in name or in law.

"I don't need to worry about it. I will take them to shelter for a while."

"This is the best. If the old master knew, he wouldn't be able to find fault with me."

Liu Xun gently stroked the teleportation array with worry on his face, but the next moment, he felt the teleportation array glowing slightly.

This was not an illusion, the teleportation array was really activating on its own. Liu Xun stepped back cautiously, then signaled Qiqi to be on guard.

This teleportation array was left by Fang Qingyuan. Logically speaking, only Fang Qingyuan could operate it from outside. But now they were surrounded by three coalition forces, and the exit of this short-range teleportation array might have been discovered by one of them.

As for the possibility that Fang Qingyuan had returned, Liu Xun was more inclined to believe that he had been discovered by the enemy. The war had only been going on for less than three or two days. How could Fang Qingyuan have broken through the siege and returned to the Qingyuan Sect so quickly?

But there is only a 10% chance, and Liu Xun also wants to take a look. In addition, he has Qiqi, a golden elixir perfect bear beast, protecting him. Liu Xun is not afraid of any accidents. If the enemy comes, he can just leave them here.

As the teleportation array operated to its limit, a white light flashed, and Fang Qingyuan's figure suddenly appeared in front of Qiqi and Liu Xun.

He looked at the two people in front of him and said naturally:

"I am back!"