Seeking the Way of Immortality

On March 18, when the first rays of morning sun shone on Longhu Lake, Longhu Lake had already been surrounded by water and there were traces of cultivators everywhere.

In addition to the cultivators from Lingtian Country, there were also many cultivators from other countries. After all, this incident can be said to be the most sensational event in the past hundred years.

"Hey, do you think the people from Qingyang Sect will come today?"

"Who knows, they will probably come."

"I say, Qingyang Sect will definitely come today, otherwise, Qingyang Sect will not be able to gain a foothold in Lingtian Country!"

Several cultivators leaned together and discussed in a low voice. Basically, all places in Longhu Lake were discussing things about Qingyang Sect. Strangely, most of the people discussing were some casual cultivators or cultivators from other countries. The cultivators from the five major sects did not participate in any discussion about Qingyang Sect.

Among the cultivators that could be seen everywhere, there were also many who walked back and forth, observing everywhere, hoping to be the first to discover the people from Qingyang Sect, but they all returned disappointed without exception.

Near noon, when the sun was at its hottest, when everyone was getting impatient, the Qingyang Sect, led by Bai Xiaoyu, Bai Chenyang and Ling Qingxue, sat on the peak third-order ‘Splitting Cloud Peng’ and landed in the gap between the five major sects.

At this moment, the six major sects gathered together. Strangely, no sect spoke first, and everyone looked around in silence.

In less than an incense stick of time, a long whistle came from the horizon, and in a few moments it landed on Long Lake, just between the encirclements of the six major sects.

On the Dangtian Boat, a man and two women stood at the bow. The man, with long hair flying and a green shirt, stood proudly, so cool. Looking at the two women, each of them was a beauty in the world. At first glance, they were Liu Qian and Yin Mengyao, so the identity of the man next to the two women was obvious!

Wu Zheng clasped his fists, looked around, and said, "I am Wu Zheng, a cultivator from Lingtian. Today, I brought Liu Qian and Yin Mengyao here to give an explanation to the cultivation world of Lingtian."

"Hahahaha, what a joke, a mere foundation-building cultivator, what explanation can you give?" Zhang Yihu spoke first, revealing Wu Zheng's cultivation level in one fell swoop.

Zhang Yihu had just finished speaking.

"Then can you, Zhang Yihu, give an explanation, or can you, the Dragon and Tiger Sect, give an explanation?" Chen Jingyuan spoke at this time, and the Yuanying cultivators behind him all released their pressure and looked at Zhang Yihu, making Zhang Yihu speechless for a while.

At this moment, Chen Jingyuan's words undoubtedly represented a position. Behind Wu Zheng was the shadow of his Treasure Pavilion. Unfortunately, until this moment, the Treasure Pavilion had not been able to figure out what Wu Zheng really relied on?

Wu Zheng's aura was suddenly released, and the nine cyclones in his body rotated rapidly, and the pressure of his spiritual consciousness gushed out without reservation. At this moment, Wu Zheng stood tall with his head held high.

Lingtian Sect Mo Lingyun whispered: "Brother, this kid is not simple!"

"Yes! Although his cultivation is only at the great perfection of the foundation-building period, his aura is close to the peak of the golden elixir!" Mo Lingxiao looked at Nangong Lin and shook his head.

Bai Chenyang frowned and said: "Xiaoyu, when did my Qingyang Sect have such a genius? Why would he be allowed to participate in the Lingtian Secret Realm?"

Two question marks in a row, Bai Xiaoyu was sweating for a while, and couldn't help but secretly regret his original decision in his heart. Facing his father's dissatisfaction, he could only remain silent.

It was just a simple release of aura, but at this moment no one dared to underestimate Wu Zheng. Zhang Yihu was full of regret at this time, and he unknowingly attracted a great enemy to the Dragon Tiger Sect.

"Liu Qian and Yin Mengyao are my women. If anyone refuses to obey, Wu will sacrifice himself to accompany them." Wu Zheng's voice was not loud, but everyone at the scene heard it clearly, as if Wu Zheng's voice was right beside his ears.

When Wu Zheng spoke, he secretly used some small methods of spiritual consciousness. With his spiritual consciousness, he dared not say that he was comparable to the Nascent Soul, but in terms of purity, even the Spiritualization was inferior.

Liu Qian and Yin Mengyao, the two women behind Wu Zheng, looked happy at this time. Wu Zheng did not hesitate to make enemies with the entire Lingtian Kingdom cultivation world for them today. Such a husband, what else can he ask for in this life!

"Humph, you are arrogant, how dare you humiliate the two fairies like this, let me, Dong Daniu, teach you a lesson." The speaker was a nine-foot-tall man, whose cultivation was surprisingly in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

"Well, let this boy first explore Wu Zheng's strength!" Mo Lingxiao said lightly.

Basically, everyone present had this in mind, including the monks of the Treasure Pavilion. Although it was said to be magical inside the Treasure Pavilion, after all, no one had really seen it. At this time, someone tested Wu Zheng, which really saved a lot of trouble.

Wu Zheng whispered to himself: "Well! I'll use you to establish my authority!"

"That arrogant boy, take my sword." As he spoke, the sword light was directed at Wu Zheng, whistling and slashing down.

Wu Zheng did not see any movement, but pinched the sword formula with his hands, attacked the enemy's defense, and two hairs, emitting sword energy, forced Dong Daniu back with one move.

"You go back! I won't hurt your life." Wu Zheng said lightly.

His sword intent had just reached the peak of the prototype of sword intent, and was only one step away from the first-level sword intent. If Wu Zheng had not shown mercy just now, Dong Daniu would have died.

Dong Daniu clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for not killing me. Let's get drunk together tomorrow."

As he spoke, he left in a flash. His huge figure did not show any pressure at all.

"Wusheng, how confident do you think you are against Wu Zheng?"

"It's hard to say, maybe fifty-fifty!"

"Oh, well, I get it."

Lang Wuqing and Liu Wusheng did not lower their voices, so the monks of the Wusheng sect heard Liu Wusheng's words. They knew very well about Liu Wusheng's strength. Being able to let him tell the number five to five was enough to show how extraordinary Wu Zheng was. .

"The peak of Sword Intent, Xiaoyu, you really disappoint me."

Bai Xiaoyu touched his nose and thought to himself, didn't you agree with it back then? But in this case, he would not dare to say it even to death. He knew very well what kind of temper his father had.

"Hmph, three rebels dare to be content here." Bai Xiaoyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst out.

Wu Zheng looked up to the sky and roared: "Hahahahahahaha, this is really a big joke. Where is your vicious old lady?"

"You're looking for death." Bai Xiaoyu immediately struck Wu Zheng with a sword regardless of his identity.

No matter how proud Wu Zheng was, he would not dare to take the furious blow from the Yuanying monk. The monks in the Zhenbao Pavilion never expected that Bai Xiaoyu would attack Wu Zheng regardless of his identity. It was already too late to rescue him at this time.

Long before Wu Zheng came, the nine golden pythons had already merged with Wu Zheng. After all, it was inconvenient for Xiao Hua to appear on such an occasion. With Wu Zheng's current strength, if Xiao Hua was forced to appear, Wu Zheng would definitely not survive. Perhaps, this is the truth behind the saying, "Every man is not guilty of having a jade in his possession."

The earth attribute cyclone in Wu Zheng's body, the light on Lao Jiu's body flickered, and Wu Zheng's body surface condensed into a thick earth shield in an instant. This was equivalent to the full defense of a fourth-order early spiritual beast, even Bai Xiaoyu Even after being furious, he could not break the defense of the fourth-level spirit beast even with all his strength.

The sword energy only made a thin cut on the thick earth shield, and it was restored to its original state in an instant.

After the nine golden pythons entered the fourth level, they all had their own inherited martial arts. Once the boss's Ice Frozen Thousand Miles was used, ice and snow would rage everywhere within a thousand miles.

The second's flowing arrow can kill people invisible. Once used, the metal is like a flowing arrow and is as fast as lightning.

The moment the sword energy disappeared, the metallic cyclone in Wu Zheng's body rotated at high speed, and a stream of arrows was like lightning, heading straight towards Bai Xiaoyu.

Bai Xiaoyu never thought that Wu Zheng would still be able to fight back. He was unable to defend himself and was about to be hit by the arrow. Bai Chenyang waved his hand and the arrow dispersed, saving Bai Xiaoyu's life at the critical moment.

At this moment, the masters from Zhenbao Pavilion also arrived: "Two Nascent Soul cultivators bullied a minor Foundation Establishment cultivator. You are really giving the Nascent Soul cultivators a face!"

Without too many words, just a simple sentence made the two masters of Qingyang Sect feel ashamed.

Seeing that her husband and son were at a disadvantage, Ling Qingxue stepped forward and said, "Do you really want to have a hand in this?"

The man said: "I don't care about anything else. I, the Zhenbao Pavilion, will not care about masters below the Nascent Soul stage participating in the battle. However, if there are monks at the Nascent Soul stage who interfere, don't blame the Zhenbao Pavilion for meddling in other people's affairs!"

Wu Zheng clasped his fists at the visitor. The man nodded and turned back to the Zhenbao Pavilion's territory.